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2 yrs ago
Current The proof of a healthy mind is not its ability to solve the problems that are before it, but the subconscious understanding not to for the sake of health itself.
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7 yrs ago
Ever look back on your old PM and think "Man that was the shit! Why did we stop?"
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8 yrs ago
As the bowl of patunias would say, as it falls through the air to meet the planet's hard rocky surface: "Not again."
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8 yrs ago
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? No says the man in Washington it belongs to the poor. No says the man in the Vatican it belongs to God. No says the man in Moscow it belongs to everyone
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11 yrs ago
Talking in riddles is fun. Putting them to poem is better. Presentation is the key.

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No one really looks at this part
Its all just pointless.

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Colonel Letterman walked down a hall way to his office, and was not happy at all. Behind him were two men, one from the military science wing, and the other from NAIL. "How did this happen?" Letterman said in and aggravated and annoyed tone. "How did such a volatile and Top Secret bio enhancing agent get into public hands?"
"NAIL thought it would be better to keep the shipment of this item low profile." The NAIL agent said. "So we shpped in via civilian transport and stored it in a bank vault between movements."
"HA!" Letterman laughed. "Who's idea was that because, might I say, it is shit show that someone has to now clean up for them." The group walked past a desk where a secretary sat and look up at the group briefly as they passed into Col. Letterman's office. "Take a seat." He said to the two men as he walked behind his desk. "Now, Dr.Hunter, What is it that we can expect to see from this?"
"Well," the scientist began a little nervous. "An extreme spike in all physical abilities, but the testing is not finished. We have yet to see its full affects on the other parts of the body."
"This is even better!" Col. Letterman exclaimed even more annoyed than before. "NAIL thought it was a great idea to ship and store an experimental bio weapon domestically." The NAIL agent was about to speak. "Shut it!" Letterman said before the agent could say anything. "How long do the effects last doctor?" The NAIL agent was not looking very happy at this point, but remained silent.
"The time can vary from a few hours to days, and in very few cases it has been a permanent change." At this response Col. Letterman stared at the NAIL agent.
"We are handling it." The NAIL agent said calmly.
"I hope so!" Col. Letterman said as he stared bullets at the agent. "Remeber what happened last time NAIL said I had to clean up a mess of yours?" The doctor looked slightly puzzled at the NAIL agent who was shifting uncomfortably in his chair. "Yes, I terminated the target you wanted to bring in, and left it hanging around your neck!" Col. Letterman was not cutting this agent any slack, and it was now clear that that the reason was due to past experiences. "Luck for you I have known about this and never trusted it from the start. That is why I have had Over Watch tailing it." The agent's eye opened wide.
"How did you- How did we not-"
"I have the authority to observe, but not intervene with, any mission that I see fit. That means even ones I am not supposed to know of. You can leave until you have more news from your superiors." The agent's jaw almost dropped. After standing and straightening his suite he took his leave.
"And what about me?" Dr.Hunter asked after the agent left.
"You can stay." Col. Letterman said as he pick up a remote and pressed a button. This causes a cabinet to open with five screens inside. four were what seemed like the perspective of people while the fifth had yet to turn on. "Consider this lesson one in domestic testing of your drug."
Post up and sorry for the delay!

@Master Crim
Hm, nothing too much that would leave you behind.
I guess, Flashbang invades the bank, grabs some serum or pill that gave him hulk-like powers, a few people try to stop him like my character Matthew, Alexis, Nova, Ross and a few others are there trying to stop him/it.

@Gurren1

Alright, it should be fairly easy to introduce Col. Letterman and Over Watch now there is a "hulk" on the loose.
Woo Hoo! I have freed up a large chunck of my time and am ready to dive back into this! If someone wants to save me some time, it would be great if I could get a recap PM.
I will be reading to get caught up, or I receive a recap.
Happy Posting!
I am slowly getting the juices of my creativity flowing, and hope to have a Calcifer post by Monday. Sorry for the wait.
Name: Marko Shvorstein

Gender: Male

Age: 38

Appearance:


Nationality: Russian

Occupation:
Master Mechanic

Personality:
Marko is a kind man and will more than likely be seen as a father figure to those that look up to him. He will always show kindness to those he sees as deserving of it. Marko will always be there and will always come through for you even in the hardest times.

Background:
Marko started working on cars when he was young, and not always legally. This lead to some problems in his youth, but after a stint in juvenile detention he turned his life around. It took a long time and a lot of working, but Marko was able to get into a college and excelled greatly in his field of auto mechanics. After getting his bachelors in auto mechanics he taught a class as well as went for a double major in aeronautics and advanced mathematics. Marko was like a sponge and passed these with flying colors. After deciding he was done with institutional learning he went out and applied for an internship with Roscosmos. This internship eventually leads to his job as a space engineer and mechanic for most of the RKA crafts.

Other:
Likes: Machines, Vodka, friendship, loalty and honor chocolate.
Dislikes: Cowardice, dishonesty, egotists.
Fears: Being the last one alive.
Still need a post for Lance so he can wake up... or... I might send him into another nightmare...
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"Everybody cover your heads!"
Name: Marko Shvorstein

Gender: Male

Age: 38

Appearance:


Nationality: Russian

Occupation:
Master Mechanic

Personality:
Marko is a kind man and will more than likely be seen as a father figure to those that look up to him. He will always show kindness to those he sees as deserving of it. Marko will always be there and will always come through for you even in the hardest times.

Background:
Marko started working on cars when he was young, and not always legally. This lead to some problems in his youth, but after a stint in juvenile detention he turned his life around. It took a long time and a lot of working, but Marko was able to get into a college and excelled greatly in his field of auto mechanics. After getting his bachelors in auto mechanics he taught a class as well as went for a double major in aeronautics and advanced mathematics. Marko was like a sponge and passed these with flying colors. After deciding he was done with institutional learning he went out and applied for an internship with Roscosmos. This internship eventually leads to his job as a space engineer and mechanic for most of the RKA crafts.

Other:
Likes: Machines, Vodka, friendship, loalty and honor chocolate.
Dislikes: Cowardice, dishonesty, egotists.
Fears: Being the last one alive.
I wonder what X shall do next. Floating in the Aether with his hands dipped the affairs of the gods...

Now with crim back, I'd seem to expect more plot line.
However, I will be on travel for about a month so expect my posting to slightly underdone until mid July.


Alright, thanks for the heads up. Have fun!
I will be working on a post for Calcifer next, but for now Hal has been played.
Hal had been very aggressive at first, but as Darko explained and continued to share his findings and thoughts Hal was more at ease. When Darko had finished with his assessment of the dead guards Hal had become apprehensively trusting and concerned about what this all could mean. If a someone truly did have the blade that Darko spoke of without their knowledge it could unleash havoc that if not handled would unsettle the mortal world. Then Darko handed Hal a note, but it was written in the Dark Language of the Evil ones. Hal listened as Darko translated for him what was on the note, and this puzzled him almost beyond reason. Is this a plot thought up by Darko? Hal thought to himself why though, what would he gain from this? As Darko came to the end of his translation and voiced his concern Hal stared at the note a moment before speaking. “All of this… None of it makes any snese.” Hal pointed out. “If someone were to have the blade that you sealed in the River of Rage… Why here? Why would they strike a meeting place that holds no bounty? There is nothing here to gain.”

There was silence between the brother gods as they both felt the presence of X’s bookkeeper approach. As he entered he began speaking of a battle between the guardians of the citadel where X kept a collection of books and tombs, and the forces of darkness that were Darko’s. Hal said nothing, but instead crossed his arms and looked discouragingly to Darko. Darko began to explain why he sent his army there in the first, but Hal was unmoved. “You wish for peace and cooperation from us, yet what you seek you would take by force. You have not changed Darko.” After some consideration on this Darko recalled his dead army and put a stop to his advances. Hal was still displeased with Darko and the way he had approached the whole situation. After Darko’s forces had receded Hal nodded and Darko called for the Grand Creator to give audience with them. There was no reply, and this is what Hal had expected. “The Grand Creator would not meddle in this affair Darko. What would he do? This is what he has tasked X for. He is the one that you would want to ask for aid. As for your lord… is more corrupt that yourself, he has long since abandon the old ties.” Hal was not angry nor annoyed. He was simply stating the facts. It was at this point that X’s servant gave his final message that was meant for Hal and left.

“Increase your sentries around the gate.”


Hal thought a moment on this message before his eyes narrowed. “I know why they attacked these graounds.” Hal said uncrossing his arms. He thought of the many gates that he had posted his guard, but only one seemed to be relevant to the slaughter at this place. “These are the closest reinforcments to the gate where we sealed in the Forsaken Army!” Hal slammed his hands on the old table making dust fall from the edges. “Who is this that thinks they can free the Forsaken Army?” Hal inquired as he walked to one of windows in the meeting room and looked to the mountains. “We must be quick, the beacon of anima portas has yet to be lit. We may still have time.” Hal produced a red and gold cloth with his insignia on it before whistling, and the griffin from before fly and landed outside the window. “Deliver this to the centurion centaurs at anima portas, post haste.” The griffin did not speak nor did in motion any form of confirmation it only took off with all the speed it could gather from its great wings.

Hal turned back to Darko, walked to the table and sat. “Working together as in the past is not impossible, but the sacred books that were set in the hands of X shall remain there. I see no need for these books to be opened again. What does need addressed however is the whereabouts of the blade the has supposedly slain the guards here.”
@Thantos
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